Cum - Professor X

I advocate order

This, a proclamation, presentation at the border

Mission, the light with the son and the daughter

Kneel to me

Activity

Sincerity

Come stomp with me

Me elected, selected at the round

Serving sound reeling a storm profound

Made from the mound

At the order downtown

Now, yes, dridity-dread

Kitity come down

Me living the ways definitely not simple

While they keep playing me jitity-jitity Jack be nimble

Turn the pages

The scrolls of ages

Stages, hymns

Complications to move the pins

From the pinches let the travel commence

As I exercise some common sense

And then rupt

Cum

Check my scope

Astrologically inclined to go

As I gaze upon the sight be from the light

You’ve crossed like from the right

What’s your sign?

Your concubine turned dyke

From Oshun some honey come nice the taste

As I strut into my father’s place

Less leather more lace

The race for degrees

Take heed

Be in the lead

And you take time out to be smug

And you want to know if I wear gloves

Cum-di-di-dumb

Watch the little piggy run

Father, Son, Spirit

And you don’t stop

Kitty, kitty, kitty, cum

While in trance with the daughter

You make a way

Say they put in a world order

From the periphery I take a glance

To the east with the agitated fan

Through the inches

Behold a war dance

Romance

The deliverance

Of a inheritance

Can’t travel by steps to get with this

You’ve tried, so

Here comes a cosmic dis

Your presence is not of the universalness

And I appoint as the master

The heir of this

So roll the answer me not a communist

Just a art fellow

Here to unstagnate and rate

To illuminate the state of the order

Is it fate

My heredity

The deities

The red, the black, the green

With a key

For a new generation

Meet ya at the paradise station

And you don’t stop

Keep on